It's always cooler at night and during summer, that was a great boon. I enjoy the chilly air even if my lung burn and my face becomes numb from the cold. I like looking up at the nearly black sky past the ever luminous monstrosity of lights around the park and tracks. The trees were pretty enough and I enjoy a good walk. Basically a nice simple stroll.
Well not this old man. He keeps insisting on making it into exercise. Even when we walk, it turns into a fast-walking-near-jogging thing. That annoys me. Greatly. Every time. Which would be doable if we weren't both working fulltime. Our commute takes about an hour each way, on opposite ends therefore carpool was out of the question, therefore I detest driving even more now. Did I mention I had to cook dinner? He cleans, but still. It's tiring! I'm tired!
I finally couldn't take it the other day. He wanted to run and break out his new shoes. Go for it! What did I do? *cackles* I read.
Usually we walked the track together. Sometimes he runs while I walks. Other times, I run a bit with him. Still, I'm a terrible runner, so I'll stick with walking. Lol. We also switch it up every now and then. We usually try to for a mile+, but if I'm really tired or we'd been out running errands the whole day, we do about half a mile. My reasoning was that we walked a lot already. Lol. Mostly I'm just tired.
He also surprised me on 4th o J. He kept telling me we were just going for a stoll/walk at the local park but instead took me to watch the local city fireworks. It was nice. There were a lot of people and so many booths and events going on. I'm not big on people so we shifted just enough to watch the fireworks with bunch of other people standing around.